Chapter 257

Isabelle Ryan’s sudden outburst stunned everyone. Natalie Young froze, wide-eyed, staring at Isabelle who curled up on the floor, clutching her stomach. Before she could even react, a cold gust seemed to brush past her, and the next thing she knew, Jareth Carrington had rushed to Isabelle’s side. "Isabelle!" Jareth’s voice was low, eyes dark and full of panic. He didn’t even spare Natalie a glance. Stripping off his coat, he quickly draped it over Isabelle’s trembling body and crouched down to scoop her gently into his arms. "Shh, it’s okay now. You’re safe," he murmured, voice soft. Tears welled up in Isabelle’s eyes. She looked up stiffly at Jareth's anxious face, her voice barely a whisper, hoarse and trembling: "It hurts... Jareth, it really hurts..." Hearing that, Jareth’s expression turned steely. He whipped his head around to glare at Natalie. His eyes, filled with fury, locked onto hers, making her go pale in an instant. "It wasn’t me! I swear, I didn’t do anything!" Natalie’s